Frost Kisses (Bitter Frost #4: Frost Series)

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myself that he was real, that this was real.
    Kian laughed as my fingers tickled his ribcage. “So,” he murmured through barely parted lips. “This is what true happiness feels like.”
    “I guess so,” I whispered. It was as if all the other times I'd shared with Kian were only a dream, only a shadow or an echo. Last night had been so different, so much greater and more beautiful, that it was like wakening from a dreamland of shadows into the brilliant color and vibrancy of life. All of the love I felt for Kian had been leading up to that moment, that final consummation of our love, a reunion that joined not only our bodies but our very souls. Summer and Winter magic had melded in the force field of flame that surrounded us, even as our bodies had tangled on the grassy floor of the woods. When I first entered Feyland, I was a mere girl, but have grown up quickly, becoming an adult almost overnight as the realization of the danger and duty I hold sank in immediately. I was now the Summer Queen, with all the responsibilities of a woman. I was a woman now, human or fey. Back in Oregon, in the mortal world, time had pass while I was in Feyland… so much time that I was sure I was no longer a child, a minor, but of age. My classmates would have graduated from high school by now as time in the mortal world moved along faster than time in Feyland.
    I sighed as I looked at Kian. I had grown up in Feyland, and my love for Kian had grown into a mature one. Yet all my life, Kian had been with me, in my dreams, and now in my arms. As I traced my finger along his bare chest, I knew our bond from childhood – our engagement still held true.
    Everything seemed so right, so perfect. This was how it was always meant to be – I felt that now, with a surety that made me strong. Kian and I couldn't be apart any longer; no, I wouldn't be able to bear it! I thought once more of the pain I had suffered when I promised Kian's mother I would abandon our relationship in exchange for making peace. But I felt different now. I felt sure that I could not make peace without Kian, without our love.
    The sun was high above us when Kian at last sat up, brushing his jet-black hair out of his eyes. He leaned over and kissed me long and slowly. When he stopped, leaving me wanting more, he traced a finger along the curve of my hips. He smiled, his eyes staring into mine. “I wanted to make sure you’re real and not an illusion. Seeing you again is too good to be true, Breena.” He wrapped his arms around me and held me tight and kissed the top of my head.
    “I can stay here in your arms forever,” I said. “But it seems there is so much I must do to restore the Summer Palace and begin anew with the peace treaty.”
    “It's time to start,” Kian sighed. “The work of restoring Feyland may yet never be finished, but we must try...”
    “Restore Feyland?” Last night, we hadn't talked about politics or kings; we had only given in to our love and desire. The harsh reality of the renewed war came upon me all at once, like the blaring of an alarm bell. “Kian, what's happened?” I thought once more of him standing above the defeated Summer soldier and my heart felt sick. “The war...the peace treaty...Delano was right. He had been telling the truth about Winter and Summer again at war.” But I knew what his answer would be. I didn't want to hear it. “Kian – is the peace gone?”
    He lowered his head and shook it, his eyes grave and dark. “I'm so sorry, Breena,” he whispered. “I'm afraid Winter blames you for having allowed the siege of your men, and Summer believes that we are responsible for not one but two assassinations – the Summer Queen Redleaf, and now you. I don't know if peace will ever be possible now.”
    “That can't be!” I almost shouted aloud. “Not after we've worked so hard....” My voice trailed off. “So, they think you've killed me, is that it? They think you were just some spurned lover, killing the woman who

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